Ty’s answer was a hand sliding to Dale’s hip.“Good.”
In the bedroom the light stayed low.Dale steered them all to the bed, Ty steadied the three of them, making sure that Oren stood steady and Oren had the most peaceful expression Dale had ever seen.
He was going to take control of this moment between them; he needed that after this morning’s events.That feeling of being lost and out of control was not something he would easily forget, and he needed this to ground himself.He would put Oren at the center, making sure that he never put any strain or weight on his injuries, and he would make sure that both he and Ty got what they needed from him and from each other.And if he had his way, he would be doing that for life.
*****
Oren was wired.Arousedand wanting.Dale stood at the foot of the bed with steady focus.Ty was at his shoulder, both were as naked as he was, and, Christ, they were so fucking hot to look at.
“Oren, get up there,” Dale said.Chin to the headboard.“Pillows beneath your shoulders.Left wrist high.Now.”
Ty’s mouth twitched.“Translation—my plan for the evening involves doing nasty things to you, but I want you comfortable while I’m doing it.Please and thank you.”
“I got that one,” Oren said.Ty guided him into place—two pillows stacked beneath his shoulders.Ty steadied his bad wrist on another pillow.Oren didn’t flinch.He had a feeling that wouldn’t get him the kind of attention he wanted.
Dale watched, then nodded once he was satisfied.“First thing.Kiss him.”
Ty arched a brow.“Which him?You or Oren?”
“Yes,” Dale said, the corner of his mouth moving a fraction.
Ty laughed as he kissed Dale first, quick and deep.Dale took one back, slower.Then Ty turned and kissed Oren—hotter, more a claiming than anything.A sound slipped out of Oren before he could catch it.
“Easy,” Dale said.He said something in Ty’s ear that lit Ty’s eyes, then he bracketed Oren’s face and kissed him—gentle at first, then deep.There was more than a hint of apology in it, on both sides.
It was as he was falling under the spell of Dale’s kiss that he felt Ty’s mouth take his cock deep, right to the back of his throat.He would have pushed up into a sitting position if Dale hadn’t held him in place for the kiss.He swallowed the curse and the groan as white-hot pleasure slammed through him.
Dale stopped at once, but mercifully Ty did not.
He needed the anchor of Dale’s hands and the heat of Ty’s mouth.Both.
“Fuck,” Oren groaned as Ty’s hand began to play with his balls, and the sensitive ring of muscles of his ass.
“Feel good, baby?”Dale asked, eyes glazed with passion.
“Better than good,” he managed to breathe, “fucking amazing.”He looked down, locking his gaze with Ty as he worked him over.He couldn’t even be mad at the smug look on the man’s face, with what he was doing and how he was making him feel, Ty had every right to be smug.
“Then I think,” Dale said, moving toward the end of the bed, erect cock bobbing with each step he took.“Ty deserves a reward.”
Oren watched as Dale stepped up behind Ty, and he had no idea where the tube of lube had come from, but he made use of it, warned Ty that it was a little cool, and then all Oren could see was his shoulders flexing, and Ty shivering in front of him.From the way his face filled with heat, and how the skilled moves the man made on his dick went from synchronized to frantic, whatever Dale was doing, Ty was enjoying the hell out of it.
“Now,” Dale’s voice was deeper and more breathless than normal.“I’m going to fuck Ty while he continues to pleasure you, Oren.”He watched as Dale lifted Ty’s hips a little higher.“Ty, you will not let Oren come until I have, you understand.”
Ty looked up at him and grinned, “Copy that.”And there was no missing the tone of challenge in his voice.
Dale pressed into him, a move he could see as Dale’s hips began to roll against Ty, but even if he hadn’t seen that, the way Ty tensed and growled against him in pleasure would have told him so.
Oren’s hips thrust forward as the vibrations of that sound rocked him, driving shards of pleasure through his body.“Goddamn it!”Ty was too fucking good at keeping him hovering on the edge.
The next stretch of time could have been minutes or it could have been hours.Hard to tell, but however long it was, it was certainly intense.
Oren felt like he was feverish, sweat pouring from his body as he hovered on the brink of orgasm.
“Dale, please!”Oren heard the plea in his own tone.
“Fuck!Ty, take him over,” Dale gasped through gritted teeth, and his hips slammed forward.Oren could feel the strength of that thrust through Ty, and then he lost all thought as he flew.Coming harder than he ever had before, every muscle in his body tightened, and he cried out his pleasure to the room, vaguely hearing Dale roaring his own completion moments after his.
Breathing heavily, his heart pounding rapidly in his chest, Oren slowly became aware of his surroundings.Ty was still crouched at the foot of the bed, and Oren could feel the tremors that shivered through his body, with Dale collapsed over the top of him.After a few moments of heavy breathing for all of them, Dale pushed himself to stand with a groan, one that Ty echoed as Dale stepped back.
